- Photo – Ajay S Nabial
I, Bemused
A tingle down his delicate spine
At the bemused birds in the screens
Wary he is of their gaze
Following him persistently
Though tempted, he restrains
From testing the others’ mettle
Strangers they are, but peaceful
So the calm remains unsettled
Too much for his friend to fathom
In readiness to flee the adventure
He’ll claim to have held his nerve
But his visage waylays the assertion
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